Prologue

The Gamer was at his control panel, looking at screens, looking bored out of his mind.

"Is there really nothing going on? How can everything be this quiet? If I can't get a game started soon I'll be..." His words were interrupted by a flashing light on the panel. "Hm? What's this?" He changed the images to see what his equipment was seeing. "Huh? Polygon Man?! Wow, haven't heard much of him since he was banished...wait, these readings! No way, this is, this is..." His look of shock turned into a mischievous grin. "A most excellent opportunity for a game."